the one and only class chalet (:

i know im supposed to make a nice2 post here but im in no mood to blog these past few days.


so my class chalet. it was fun, relaxing. on my last day, it was nice staying up all night, waiting for the sun, sitting out alone, eating sunflower seed. second day, got my pay, awesome as hell. on the first, never felt happier knowing that i could spend 3 full days with my classmates. ok until next time.

HelloGoodBye

Well, I have been busy yes? Last three weeks, I started my work as a temporary replacement for a friend of mine. The second week of work (last week), I had to submit assignments every single day for that week. With some classmates being a pain in the ass, I managed to pull through the week. Usually deprived from sleep, lack of energy and there was this once where I didn't get my sleep. Work has been a good experience. It has been quite some time since I last work 5 days a week. Learnt a lot too!


Then comes the final week (this week). Had a few of my "the last" meals whatsoever. Finished up the remaining presentations and had our photo shoot. And that was about it basically. Had Pizzathut after our only written paper. Ouh! before our paper, we played this throwing game. Throw the black rubber thingy on the table legs from t21 to t20. Approximate distance between the two facing blocks would be like a standard 4 or 5 lane road. haha!


From left: Jimmy, Yan Wei, Sahlan, Joey, Hong Fa, Samuel


From left: William, JinMing, Bisi, Maoyin


From front: Damian, Sui How, Joey, Sahlan, Asrudin, Syahrul


I finally had a chance to clean up my part of the room just now and god, I definitely need to do something for my future. I mean, take a look at those books! The are not my bedtime stories you know! Now that I'm a free man, I am intending to read up some books and information that I have been yearning to read. I definitely wont get bored. But I may get myself broke. haha.

as usual more photos at fb

Lack of human rights, oppression of the people, daylight robbery.

I read posts regarding issues on other countries and I wonder, what about mine? Though there are many stories here and there, the matter of fact is that talking about political bodies here in this country is a taboo. The government will make you suffer a slow death with nothing in this world to lose. Well that is what some of the opposition members experienced. So I went on searching for something to read. And this particular blog hit me hard in the brain. It ventures on history, on speeches and most importantly, the hot topic, finance. Or in other words, tax payers' money. Pretty mind fucked if you would ask me. It somehow makes things clear that we are indeed slaves to the government. And a follow up to it is that we could never voice out our thoughts. So what the fuck is this? I know the meaning of government but are we being looked after or are we just money making tools for them.

We are all humans. We all have got beliefs, dreams, strengths and weaknesses. We have mental health, emotions, families and such. What differentiates us now is paper. FUCKING PAPERS. Money = paper. Qualification = paper. Certificate = paper. Exams = paper. Eligibility = paper. Law = paper. And in the future? Electronics? Right... Then everything we do is intangible. Like how you would not know if the money of today is balanced out with the correct amount of gold, and then now, just by typing? Like how things that are invaluable as paper could overpower sincerity, hard work, knowledge, love, humility and trust.

Go find the sources yourself or you can ask me if you are getting really desperate or to refer something.

Allah please open up thier hearts.

shrugs

its easy to fall into feeling so empty in a short span of time
and finding the source of it? i have no idea.
all these while, i would just space out a little in self denial
time will work it's magic, everything falls into pieces.
this train of thoughts is driving me crazy
im restless.
what do i really want to pursue actually?

gd bye

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our last lesson ever.

i think its time

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the last stretch

all i hear is noises
as uncertainties filled me from within.
i saw the life that i once wanted
and i saw life passed by with a blink of an eye.
insecurities engulfed me all over again
because i have failed here and there.
because i was lucky most of the time.
because for some things, i didn't take the chances.
because now i have to decide on more serious choices.

i've enjoyed it with nothing to regret actually. i definitely could perform better with more involvements but what the heck. i still feel blessed no matter what. :)

I love this guy's video. I first saw it on Hujan's fb wall about cleaning the earth. Then I moved til I saw his other videos.

"apa guna pelakon korporat pada hidup penonton melarat
kenapa tayang cinta terhalang bila rahmat Tuhan tebar melayang
hantu suda penat tunggu manusia cari malaikat"
-3:43 of the video onwards.

away

till one strong emotion strikes or friday. lets live through this and never see my lecturers again.

the recitation.

Around 8 just now, a man knocked on my door and asked if he could conduct his Mahgrib prayers at my house as he is still in the midst of work. He works as a donation collector or something. As he recites al-Fatiha, I felt like I was going to tear a little. I am comfortably at home and I have not done my Salah, focusing more on finishing up my work. This man was in a middle of work, decided to take the initiative to ask if he could carry out his prayer someone else's home. I'm not saying his pious or anything because he is a complete stranger. I'm just realising, what have I become?

please dont let it end just like that.

"This particular police officer is tightening up security at 859 due to complains they got from numerous residents while on a door to door visit with the MP and police officers.

Apparently, the whole Jurong HQ knows about our RC. He also claimed that its a Senior Citizen corner, not Resident, not youth. People are complaining about noise and litter. Police HQ also gets frequent complain calls on our location.

Therefore, this officer will take note of every particulars he gets from THE AREA. Meaning not only rc but the seats around it, including stage as he pointed out after we questioned him. if he subsequently get our particulars from his rounds, he will take us in for questioning due to the urination litter and noise. There on, will be our own fight with the law/court etc.

He's just doing his job as he is in charge of the area. There has been too much complains being heard by the police and MP. That is why all this is happening."


RC, our meeting place, the place where we eat, spend time with each other, shared our laughter and tears, where we meet up to spend the day, where we made friends, collect knowledge, share interests, relieve stress, the one true public place where we can sit down and feel comfortable, a second home of us Jacks cos we ourselves are like a family. Its been 4 years. We've seen many changes there and many people around. We even made friends with the residents there. I know we can still use that place during the day but wth? things happens at night.

We could have been mischievous here and there but to be honest, we do not vandalise, find fights, merely waste time away and stuffs like that. That's what differentiate us from those guys slacking at your void decks. That sentence may be harsh but that's what I know is true about us.